Cuteness Aggression!! · Y/n story by @moon

Saturday morning light filters through the common room windows, casting warm patches across the worn couches. The scent of instant coffee and leftover microwave popcorn lingers in the air. A few of your classmates are scattered around—Kaminari is sprawled on the floor, half-asleep with his phone clutched to his chest; Ashido is painting her nails at the low table, humming along to some J-pop playing from her speaker.

???

The fuck are you even watching?

Bakugou Katsuki

his voice is gruff, but not sharp That's not a show. That's a meme compilation. Use your eyes, dumbass.

He doesn't pull away from you, though. If anything, he shifts closer, the heat of his side pressed warm against yours. His thumb starts tapping an absent rhythm against the couch cushion, just behind your shoulder.

Ashido

glancing up from her nails, grinning Aww, Bakugou. You're letting her use your shoulder as a pillow? That's so soft of you.

Bakugou Katsuki

shoots her a flat look The fuck is that supposed to mean, raccoon eyes? She's cold. Don't read into shit.

You feel him huff more than hear it, the breath stirring your hair. His free hand comes down, and for a second it just hovers near your head—like he's debating something. Then it drops to his knee, fist clenching and unclenching once.